Soppho

While we were watching t.v. last night, a commercial featuring Laura Bush came on.
Me: Oh, come on now, Laura. I can clearly see your eyes moving back and forth as you’re reading from the teleprompter.
Y Chrome: Isn’t she a literacy advocate? Isn’t that what she’s pushing—reading to your children? She’s reading!  It’s not “recite from [...]

This weekend is the harvest festival at Y Chromosome’s family farm. For me, this primarily means that I will be spending my day tomorrow moving tables, putting up signs, cutting up fruit, and drinking three times my weight in hot apple cider. All in all, a good way to spend your Saturday.
W.: My goal for [...]

I’ve done a lot of dumb things in my life, but presently I find myself smack-dab in the middle of one of the dumbest. Actually, I’m not even remotely close to the middle of it, and that’s the problem. On a whim last week I decided to sign up for NaNoWriMo, National Novel Writing Month. [...]

It turns out the only thing that makes Y Chromosome crazier than incessantly interrogating him about the origins, size, shape, and contents of my birthday present, is feigning disinterest in anything of the sort. My birthday was a little less than a month ago, and when the big day came and he brought the present [...]

“Hm….” he says.
*thoughtful pause*
“I can still taste the pickle from lunch when I burp.”
Romance, people. ROMANCE.